Zhao Yan looked at the envelope and saw that the very thick letter was written by Xu Jingnan, and sent it back one piece.

The British duchess also picked up the letter and glanced at it, thinking about this thickness, but it was a fight with the family letter written by Ye Qingyu, the two of them were worthy of being husband and wife, and they wrote a letter so thickly.

The British duchess couldn't help but feel a trace of envy in her heart.

Just when the British duchess was thinking nonsense, Zhao Yan had already opened another letter, raised his eyebrows while reading, and when he saw the back, he couldn't help laughing.

"What? What did your father write that would still make you laugh? The British duchess was surprised by him, and asked curiously and sarcastically.

You don't have to guess, there will be some words of peace written on it, don't read it, and it will definitely not exceed ten words.

I'm really not looking forward to it at all!

After reading it, it will only make people feel blocked in their hearts and depressed.

"Mother guess?" Zhao Yan smiled, and his mood was very bright.

"Show it to me." Where did the English duchess have the heart to play such a guessing trick with him, because of his attitude, this curiosity was completely aroused, and he stretched out his hand to snatch it.

Zhao Yan was afraid that she would tear up the letter, so he quickly let go, and sighed secretly, his mother's temperament was too hard, and she was not soft at all.

When they encounter a cold and hard stone like their father again, these two people can really only be cold and hard, keeping their distance.

The British duchess didn't look closely at what was written on the letterhead, but when she saw that the font was unfamiliar, and it took up most of the paper, she knew that it was not written by Zhao Nanxiao herself.

I couldn't help but feel disappointed in my heart.

When she calmed down and read the letter from beginning to end, her eyes widened, and then she read it word by word.

"Mother, I really want to thank General Xu and Mrs. Xu this time!" Zhao Yan opened his mouth and said,

"I haven't seen Mrs. Xu yet, why don't I invite her into the house now, I want to personally thank her for saving my father, mother, what do you say?"

The English duchess did not answer, her eyes were fixed on the letter, and she was a little fussy.

"Mother?" Zhao Yan shouted again.

"Huh? What did you say? The British duchess came back to her senses and asked in a trance.

Zhao Yan had to say it again.

"Well, let's go and invite Qingyu over now, she has been looking forward to the letter for a long time." After the British duchess finished speaking, she ordered her subordinates to go to the General's Mansion to deliver a message.

"Mother, why are you so unrelenting?" Zhao Yan asked her.

"I just didn't expect your father to write such a letter." The British duchess said, read the letter again, and still couldn't believe it,

"It wasn't your father's writing, was it?"

"It's true that my father didn't write it." Zhao Yan smiled, paused, and continued, "My father was seriously injured and couldn't lift a pen, so I asked Uncle Jiang to write it on his behalf, but he dictated it."

Alas, I only hope that the war in Nashu will end as soon as possible, and my father can also return to Beijing to recuperate. ”

"Where would he have said those things before?" The English duchess muttered.

"I learned this from General Xu." Zhao Yan thought it was very interesting, he picked up another letter and said with a smile,

"This General Xu's family is so thickly written, it is normal for a little guidance to my father to make such progress."

"......" English Duchess.

She also wanted to learn from Ye Qingyu.

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General's Palace.

Ye Qingyu was writing a plan about Shantang in the room, when she received a letter from the British duchess, saying that she had sent a letter from Shuzhong and asked her to go to the Guogong Mansion to pick it up.

(End of chapter)